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Keepers of home, sign language

I copied everything out of the book besides the links in this post. So, this is what the Keepers at Home book inside is like. Sign language is a means of communicating with our fingers and hands instead of using our mouths. This skill will help us to speak with those people who cannot hear or are hearing impaired. Take the time to learn this skill so you will be prepared for whomever God will send your way, so that you will be able to communicated with them. Who knows if you might be able to tell them of God's love for them.

It is a great book, it has tons of things to learn.
Click here to buy the book.

Learn the hole alphabet in sing language. (Signing chart at the bottom of the post.)
God: Click here.

Lord: click here

Jesus: Click here. Christ: click here.


please: Click here.

Thank you: Click here.

You are welcome: Click here.

How: Click here.
Are: Click here.
You: Click here.

I love you: Click here.

I am: Click here.
Glad: Click here.
To: Click here.
See you: Click here.

Be able to say John 3:16 in sign language.

Use sign language to sign one verse and stanza of your favorite hymn.

Research the history of sign language and how it relates to the deaf culture. Write a brief paragraph presenting some of the information you found.
If you have a blog, write a paragraph about the history of sign language and how it relates with the deaf culture. If not, write me a comment about your research or if your going to do this study with me!
HAVE FUN!!!
I will be posting more about this and a video of me doing my favorite verse and stanza and John 3:16!

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Ice Cream, Beach and Lots of F.U.N!

Instead of just me, Elise and mom going to the ice cream shop, we decided to bring the hole family. Daddy suggested that we go to the beach afterward. :D So, we got our swimsuits on and loaded up. We drove to Bugsies, the doors were locked and the lights were out. There were some work guys outside. Daddy asked them if Bugsies is open, they told him Bugsies went out of business. :-(

So, a little bummed out, we decided to go to:

We all had a great time there and the ice cream shop had great ice cream and Boaz slept almost the hole time!!!

Here are some pictures:

Me and Elise got red raspberry cheesecake. (YUM!)
Mom got some chocolate peanut butter ice cream. It looked really good.

I have no idea what Dad got. :-/Providence got cotton candy, Clair got bubblegum.

THE BEACH!Boaz was very fascinated with the seagulls... and his foot.

Me and Clair SO tired!! But we had loads of fun.

A few weeks ago me and Elise reached a goal in our writing/school and mom said she would take us to Bugsies today or tomorrow! I will bring the camera and take pictures of what kind of ice cream we get!


Kathleen

Pick Me!

Pick me!

Have you ever picked a pumpkin from a pumpkin patch? Pumpkins grow on vines and spread across the field. Pumpkins can grow VERY big or they sometimes do not grow very big. I am going to tell you a story about a little pumpkin dreaming about the day when she grows up.

There once was a pumpkin named Pun-Pun, the small pumpkin was dreaming of November 20, the day Farmer Josiah comes with his wheelbarrow to come and pick the biggest and orange pumpkins. Pun-Pun was still very little, but being did little stop her from dreaming of the day when she would be big enough for Farmer Josiah come and pick her.

November 12 was a beautiful day. The sun was shinning, there was a glorious breeze and there was colorful leaves falling from the trees. Pun-Pun lived at a vegetable farm, where Farmer Josiah grew pumpkins and other fruit and veggies.

Daddy, do you think I will grow up to be as big as you? Little Pun-Pun said. Well Pun-Pun, I cannot promise that you will get very big. Her Father said. I remember when I was just a little pumpkin, I always dreamed of the day that I too would be a big orange pumpkin. I never thought the day would come, but it did. I use to ask, 'Dad, do you think the day will ever come when I am big enough to get picked?' My father tried to answer, but nobody knew for sure.

Pun-Pun let her father words play repeatedly in her mind, in till she said 'I will just have to wait and see.' I hope I will be picked this September! I'm going to grow up this week and I'm going to be the biggest pumpkin anyone will ever see!

Pun-Pun had a good goal, but time was not on her side. Farmer Josiah comes to pick the big and orange pumpkins was in seven days. That meant that Pun-Pun had to grow quite a bit in till she was big enough!

Pun-Pun was convinced that she was going to be the 'the biggest ever seen.' But little did she know that Farmer Josiah had a plan for her.

Finally the day all the pumpkins had been waiting for came. September 20th. Pun-Pun saw Farmer Josiah and his wheelbarrow coming to the patch. Every pumpkin was exited, they had been waiting for this day all year long. Farmer Josiah stopped to pick pumpkins along the way, but Pun-Pun knew she was going to get picked. Her father thought he would try to tell Pun-Pun that she had really only grown a fourth of an inch. But she hardly heard him. Farmer Josiah came to Pun-Pun's father and picked him up, and said ''Here we go, a nice big one.'' Pun-Pun whispered to her dad 'I love you! I love you too!' He replied. The farmer put Pun-Pun's father in the wheelbarrow, he knelt down picked Pun-Pun up. He smiled at the tiny pumpkin, and said, Here we go, little pumpkin, you and your dad are going to stay together.' Farmer Josiah put Pun-Pun in the wheelbarrow with her dad. She smiled and said, 'I knew I was HUGE!!! Her dad laughed, and said they will have a great time. "I'm glad I have you with me daddy!'

I'm glad too.

Dedicated Daughter,

Here is a essay I wrote for school, I have written others that I will post later this week. Enjoy!

Flying High

March 3, of 2006 is certainly a day I will never forget. I woke up as a bird!

Hickory Village is a small town in Virgina, with big blue mountains, babbling brooks, and wild flowers growing freely everywhere, and cute birds who never stop singing their beautiful songs.
Saturday morning March 3 I woke up and felt buried in my covers. I finally managed to get out. Then I sat up. Everything around me seemed very big. "I must be dreaming!" I thought. So, I ran over to my mirror. I started to slap and pinch myself, but I could not wake up. Then I stood in front of my mirror for a few more minuets to make sense of what I saw. What stood before me in my mirror was a small brown bird.
"Well," I thought. "Now what do I do? I cannot go to soccer like this! I cannot even open my bedroom door! I know, I can fly out my window, find breakfast, and explore Hickory Village from a birds' point of view!"
Once I was outside, I decided to go where I see most birds, the park. I flapped my wings, harder, harder, "Wow, I am flying, I'm actually flying!" I said. I flew to the park, just realizing that I could understand the other birds beautiful songs! They were signing what sounded like, 'Sunny day, wake up, it's a sunny day!' Everything sounded so different, it was amazing! It was like hearing the main streets of NY, filled with song.
I was having a great time flying around, listening to the pretty songs, landing in trees and chatting with squirrels. I even got to eat some breadcrumbs from the woman who always feeds the birds, and boy was I hungry! I was having the time of my life.
After a few hours I deiced to head home.
I flew so fast that I couldn't see much, everything around me was a blur of green and gray. I saw a big object in front of me, I tried to slow down but I was to close.
I crashed in to the object, hit my head on a branch and found myself, in a tree and in my pajama's!
Feeling dizzy, hungry and embarrassed, I jumped out of the tree, and walked home. My parents where relived to see me and asked where I was. I told them,"If I tell you, you aren't going to believe me" I told them anyway. They shook their heads and looked at each other, said 'OK.' gave me a hug and went back to what they were doing.
Every March 3rd I hope to wake up a bird again, but that was three years ago.
That day in my life was certainly a day I will never forget.

Have a great week!